I heard two short beeps, indicating that the phone was recording video. "And we're rolling. Here is your scumbag ex. Did you know he likes bathing him...elf in his own spit while being gagged? It really is better that way. He can't say much. Oh, another fun fact; he adores being spanked." Between sentences, she spanked my ass with her hand by surprise. It stung a bit, even through my slacks. "Do you know how much he pays me to do this to him? Twenty-four thousand dollars. And he just hands it. He started convulsing and I felt his cock twitch as I started tasting his cum as it filled my mouth his tasty seed.As he continued to convulse, what happens next? You guessed it, the bathroom door opens. My normal self would have freaked out but I was cock drunk. I just continued to suckle on his cock and began to swallow his delicious load. A moment later, we both see that someone tries to open the door to our stall. Dammit! Why did I choose the handicapped stall? Everyone likes the bigger. When it takes rubber, you drive this like you’re on asphalt. They call it ‘rubberdown.’”“Rubberdown,” I parroted.“Hard to pass then, but the first guy who finds the rubber stops sliding and spinning around and goes right to the front. Remember that.”We hustled back off the racing surface as the pace truck started rolling around the track for the 410 feature.Push trucks were firing off 410-cubic-inch sprint cars now. The big-winged cars rolled slowly around the track in a menacing way, passing. The 82nd is ready to go at any time, and paratroopers are a flexible bunch. It’s part of the code that things will get mixed up and moved around, and you learn to live with it. In this case, a battalion of paratroopers would be sent, 1st of the 505th, along with their battery from the 319th Airborne Artillery, and would form a battalion task force. In addition, we would have a platoon of combat engineers (Charlie Company, 307th Engineers), a platoon of Stingers (Charlie Battery, 3rd of the 4th.